A sweeping sweep will hurt those who touch it, and those who get close will die.

In the smoke, the wails of the kobolds became louder and louder. Some had their limbs broken by the explosion, and some were stabbed by Somo with a spear, but they were not completely dead.

The camp suddenly seemed to have turned into a slaughterhouse. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of burnt dog meat rose into the sky!

In this bloody scene, even if it was shrouded in smoke, it was unclear how many people were fighting inside. The refugees standing on the hillside with stone pickaxes knew the tragedy inside.

All the refugees looked at each other dumbfounded, as if they didn't know whether to flee or stay.

Did the lion men attack again?

Should I run?

There was no one to direct or take the lead. All the refugees who lived in numbness every day were stunned for a moment.

They don't know what to do.

After decades of stable life in the civilized era, no one came to tell them where to end up in the face of such natural and man-made disasters.

After days of running around and snowstorms, in this kind of weather, the kobolds have a place to escape, but people like them don't.

This camp, this seemingly "sturdy" shelter complex, is their home and their retreat.

Standing on the hillside, everyone stared at the smoke in the camp and listened to the wail of the kobolds.

Gradually, one after another, there was a hint of emotion called "relief" in their eyes.

They have already escaped once, and this time, they have had "enough"!

However, looking at the kobold warriors rushing out of the smoke, and the smoke gradually dissipating over time.

Behind the escaping kobold, a familiar figure appeared that made everyone miss him.

"It's a human being? And there's only one person?" Everyone looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

In the smoke, between chasing and escaping, Somo's appearance gradually leaked out.

Wearing bright silver armor and a shiny black spear.

"Zhao Zilong?"

I don't know which Chinese person took the lead in shouting, and half of the Chinese people among the twenty or so people suddenly became excited.

Shouting and cheering sounds rang out on the hillside. I don’t know why, but looking at the figure that looked like the “general” in ancient China, all the Chinese people suddenly felt a surge of pride in their hearts:

In the past, Zhao Zilong from Changbanpo made seven advances and seven exits to kill, which frightened the Wei army.

Today, there are kobolds stabbed by Zhao Zilong from the wasteland with one spear and running away with their heads in their hands!

The excitement of the Chinese people left people from other countries nearby scratching their heads. Looking at such an exaggerated scene, even a Javanese who was determined to die could not help but tremble:

"I...are we going to escape?"

As soon as the Javanese finished speaking, the young Chinese man standing next to him shouted with fire in his eyes:

"Escape? Escape with a hammer! This is our strong man from China!!!"

After saying these words, people from other countries were shocked. In this kind of wasteland, the powerful Chinese people are actually so powerful?

Looking at the kobolds who were still fleeing around them, the Chinese people suddenly summoned up the courage to pursue them, and at the same time violently smashed the stone pickaxes in their hands.

Even four of the women showed no mercy at all and vented their anger for the past few days on the kobolds.
Chapter completed!